mostly empty room,
just a mattress set
i've seen so often
i have it memorized,
and you and i.
not touching
at first, both nervous,
probably shy
remembering, together
happier times, interrupted by
the same woman who's now
interrupting you
but i had to touch you, run
fingers through your close-
cropped hair and let you know
i meant it when i said
i love you
a year ago
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